Rain

Thanks to DisneyJedi14 for this idea!

What on Coruscant possessed me to bring a youngling to Naboo on a mission? Qui-Gon Jinn thought to himself as he pulled a two-year-old Obi-Wan Kenobi back from the deep water of the beach. Truth was, it was a peaceful mission, so Qui-Gon had thought it would be a good time to teach the toddler a few things, to prepare him to be Qui-Gon's Padawan, though that was years away.

It wasn't a good time to teach anything. The two-year-old was full of energy, going a hundred miles an hour non-stop. Qui-Gon had chased him around endlessly, trying to get him to calm down, but the child was tireless. Even during the negotiations that Qui-Gon was overseeing, he had had to have Naboo Senator Ruwee Naberrie get his girlfriend, Jobal, to take the youngling out because he was proving to be a distraction to the rest of the Senators.

Ruwee Naberrie had kindly offered to let Qui-Gon use his family's lake retreat as housing during his stay, and though Qui-Gon had refused (he didn't need such a big place), he had insisted, so Qui-Gon had reluctantly agreed. Obi-Wan loved the water, but he always ventured out a little too far, keeping Qui-Gon on his toes. Obi-Wan squealed in happiness and threw a spray of water into the air.

"Obi-Wan, time to go inside. It's going to rain." Qui-Gon called gently, glancing up at the sky where large thunderheads were beginning to form. Obi-Wan turned and scowled.

"Don' wanna," he said sullenly. "Wanna see wain," he said. Obi-Wan had never seen rain because of his sheltered life at the Temple.

"But you'll get wet."

"Aweady wet," Obi-Wan said. Qui-Gon quirked an eyebrow. He did have a point. Qui-Gon sighed and gave in.

"Okay, you can see the rain." At that moment, all hell broke loose. A torrential downpour pelted the pair's head and shoulders, and the droplets trickled down the backs of their collars. Qui-Gon hunched his shoulders miserably and tugged the end of his robe up over his head in a desperate attempt to stay dry. It didn't work. Obi-Wan, on the other hand, discarded his robe and pulled his tunic over his head and tossed it to the sandy, now muddy, ground. He then proceeded to remove the rest of his clothes.

"Obi-Wan Kenobi! What in the name of sithspit are you doing? Put your clothes back on now!" Qui-Gon cringed inwardly. He hadn't meant to curse in front of the child. Obi-Wan didn't seem to hear. He took off running down the beach, stark naked and dripping. Qui-Gon ran after him, snatching the child's trousers along the way. After a slippery chase over the muddy ground, Qui-Gon managed to catch the youngling and wrestle him back into his trousers.

Obi-Wan looked up mischievously, and then suddenly ran at Qui-Gon, slamming into his knees. Qui-Gon allowed himself to be tackled and fell to the ground. Obi-Wan crawled over him and sat on his chest. Qui-Gon closed his eyes to keep the raindrops out. Obi-Wan poked Qui-Gon's shoulder with a chubby finger.

"Qui?"

Qui-Gon's hands shot out and grasped the child about the waist. He growled, then began to tickle him vigorously. Obi-Wan shrieked and squirmed, but could nonetheless escape the tickling fingers. Finally, finally, Qui-Gon let up. The drenched child got off the Master, who stood and gathered the discarded clothes (Obi-Wan's tunic and robe, plus his own robe). The skies were clearing up, and the sun peeked out from behind shreds of disintegrating grey clouds. He reached down and took Obi-Wan's hand.

"Come, little one. Let's get you dried off."

A/N: Didn't expect Padme's parents to make an appearance, did you? Though they weren't married in this story. :)